User blog comment:Lord Rose Thorn/The Bloodwrath Battles/@comment-4482397-20120318042640

*Wolf carefully severs(?) the ropes with his blades, but remains still thinking* i could run... but i'm laced with poison and i feel like a giant pincushion, and my head is spinning from the blows i received. i can't possibly make it very far. *Narrows his eyes at Raggs prone form* his boats burned to the ground he's of no use to me now. *Cranes his neck and bites his own shoulder, drawing blood, and the insane grin on his face gets bigger* show time. *Without a word he gets to his feet kicks off his bonds and runs, staggering and tripping but remaining on course*